World of Greyhawk - Myth & Magic

World of Greyhawk

New Campaign Started June 2014

A group of 4 to 6 hearty adventurers challenge the wilds of Greyhawk seeking adventure, glory, and riches. We will be utilizing the new Myth and Magic ruleset created by New Haven Games. Myth and Magic is a revision of 2nd edition D&D rule set.

World of Greyhawk - Myth & Magic

World of Greyhawk - Myth & Magic
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“Good Hobbit, I have a bit of hard tack you’re welcome to.” It’s not much on taste, but it will give the gut something to gnaw on for awhile." “As to the rest & relaxation, I am with you on that one. We have been down this dank hole long enough. I long for sunshine, fresh air, and trees.”

I’m tired. Is anyone else tired? I’m tired. Is it warm in here? I’ve been sweating for a week, it seems to me. Lunch? Did someone say lunch? Where is lunch? Who is cooking? Oh, that door can wait, let’s get our priorities straight, dear fellows! Lunch. Rest. Post-lunch snack. Nap. Pre-supper. Doze. Supper. Then if that door is still there, we can hit it, right before we all sit down to dinner.

I mean, I’m tired. You too? Yes. And hungry. Are you hungry too? I’m hungry. Did anyone bring any snacks?

If this “she” that the one Orc referred to was this fire throwing Orc, then who the hell is the strange looking human we originally saw in this slaver’s stronghold? Was she working for him, or was she the one in charge? I would like to find him, and maybe rid this place of these filthy slavers.

Groin height indeed. I once dated a Hobbit for precisely that reason. Interestingly, the top of her head was rather flat, making an ideal place to set my mug of ale.

As to the comment about Hobbits being thieves at heart, I was only suggesting the possibility of such a link, not that in fact there is one, nor that if so, it would apply specifically to you rather than to Hobbits in general.

In fact, I am rather fond of your company, as I too am quite short for my race, and can sympathise with you on that point. Remember, it was I who risked considerable pain in pulling you out of the fire. As you, with your much appreciated arcane skills, will pull me out of the fire at times; whether that fire is literal or metaphorical.

Let us speak no more of this, as I would trust you, good Hobbit, with my own coin purse.

“Were I indeed a thief, or were your insulting comment at all true, you would not be now counting those 40sp into the party treasure to be shared among each of us, now would you? If it is to be an issue of contention, I can simply re-take possession of them and earn the disregard you have already shown me by calling me dishonest. At least, in this manner having already been called a thief, I would be 40sp ahead!”

Burr then squints up at the miscreant and continues.

“A wise man once told me that one should be very careful insulting the shorter races because they often have sharp pointy objects concealed about their person and cannot help but to have their reach limited to just at groin-height.”

I am aware that Hobbits make good thieves, but I was not aware that all Hobbits are genetically predisposed to act like thieves. Or, perhaps it was some simple to explain accident, that coin purse ending up in your spare tunic?

Hay I’m in a comma so jsut make sure you put me in a comfortable position, and STOP with the Grease penceiles on my forehead. Oh and you two I know exactly how much money I have and where all my Magic Items are at……

“Horlamin, you may not be aware of this, as you seemed to be in some sort of Paladin Divine rage, but you were awesome back there!” “Oh and Thief, I am amazed at the chances you took in all of this. Didn’t think you had it in you.” “Well done all!”

Tap, tap, tap. “Ahem.” Knock, knock. “Hey guys, if you barricade the door, wouldn’t it be easy for them to barricade the other side and simply starve you out?” “The other room has many beds and a table to barricade the two doors, either of which allows for an escape. If they come both ways, they must split their forces giving us a fighting chance.” “Guys?” Pause “I know you’re in there.” Pause “Besides, with all those Dwarf beds, it’s mighty comfy in here.” Pause “Guys?”

“In the middle of the night, I loosen my bonds, slit the slave leader’s throat, and help the rest of the party get away safely under cover of night.” “Alright, roll a twenty-sider.” “A natural twenty, god I’m good!”